Onyx is still furious with me. It’s like they don’t recognize me. Or they do half the time. It’s like Jekyll and Hyde in cat form. Occasionally, I hear their usual meow, like I’m recognizing their voice, and then something switches, their whole body changes shape, and the voice belongs to something else. Onyx is a drama queen and has Strong Opinions on many things, but they’re not a malicious creature, and I know they’ve trusted me and seen me as a safety provider in the past.

Last night, they came into the bathroom while I was brushing my teeth looking for treats (teeth time for me usually is about the same time as treat time for kitties and I shook the container, hoping to reassure them and provide a feeling of normal), but the moment I moved my finger they became another animal and skulked away.

Later in the night, they got onto my bed Absolutely Silently and I realized they were there directly in front of my face only after the dark seemed to be moving and fluffy.

I said, “oh, hello,” and they hissed and spat in my face. They were close enough that I could feel it even if I couldn’t see their face. They then spent several minutes off the side of my bed just growling, as though my sleeping in my own bed is encroaching on their space.

Can’t 100% say where they are right now. I think under the couch I’m writing this from, but jeez I just miss my cat. I’m still so upset that they they are so upset. They are my treasure, seeing them like this breaks my heart.

They are in perfect health, the vet said I obviously take very good care of them. I’m trying to remain optimistic that this will pass like every other time, but I’m still anxious and feel heartbroken about it. Kitty :(